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004 // Deck The Halls
Dec. 17th, 2014 02:11 am[ Video ]
[ He looks utterly disgusted. And surprisingly, it has nothing to do with the sweater he's wearing. Hardly a color he usual wears, too. ]
You call THIS decorating? Doesn't anyone on his this ship have any sense of actual taste? Maybe some of you should go request things that don't look like you dug them out of the bargain bin at the gas station, huh?
And to whoever took my black Hugo Boss sweater, I'm going to find you.
[ He hadn't had much time to take inventory, so he didn't know if there was anything else missing. But he was pissed. ]
[ Spam ]
[ He's become quite skilled at shoving down all of his problems, especially now that he has a purpose. Between the sweater and Lydia's orders, he had become rather aggressive about this whole Christmas thing. He's in and out of his room frequently, and if he's in there, he tends to have a habit of leaving the door open. The room was immaculately decorated. He did lean a bit toward the minimalist and monochrome side, but it had the air one might expect from a kid who was raised with a great deal of money. It was all white, silver and red.
Otherwise, he could be found going about his usual activities. If he can get a warden to let him into either the gym or pool, he does his usual routines there. Otherwise he does his daily circuit on the ship. And of course, there's always the dining hall. Where he acts like he owns the place as if he were still king of the high school cafeteria. He's trying to generally ignore all of his problems. And that includes not thinking of the event that proved he was no longer afraid of Kira. And certainly not thinking of her at all ever. Just as much as he was ignoring anything that had happened with Lydia or Lydia and Stiles, or whatever that with Stiles a while ago. Pretty much NOT thinking about anyone he knows from home, period. ]
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[ He looks utterly disgusted. And surprisingly, it has nothing to do with the sweater he's wearing. Hardly a color he usual wears, too. ]
You call THIS decorating? Doesn't anyone on his this ship have any sense of actual taste? Maybe some of you should go request things that don't look like you dug them out of the bargain bin at the gas station, huh?
And to whoever took my black Hugo Boss sweater, I'm going to find you.
[ He hadn't had much time to take inventory, so he didn't know if there was anything else missing. But he was pissed. ]
[ Spam ]
[ He's become quite skilled at shoving down all of his problems, especially now that he has a purpose. Between the sweater and Lydia's orders, he had become rather aggressive about this whole Christmas thing. He's in and out of his room frequently, and if he's in there, he tends to have a habit of leaving the door open. The room was immaculately decorated. He did lean a bit toward the minimalist and monochrome side, but it had the air one might expect from a kid who was raised with a great deal of money. It was all white, silver and red.
Otherwise, he could be found going about his usual activities. If he can get a warden to let him into either the gym or pool, he does his usual routines there. Otherwise he does his daily circuit on the ship. And of course, there's always the dining hall. Where he acts like he owns the place as if he were still king of the high school cafeteria. He's trying to generally ignore all of his problems. And that includes not thinking of the event that proved he was no longer afraid of Kira. And certainly not thinking of her at all ever. Just as much as he was ignoring anything that had happened with Lydia or Lydia and Stiles, or whatever that with Stiles a while ago. Pretty much NOT thinking about anyone he knows from home, period. ]
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